I've been in my apartment for one week and all this time I've been scared I'd be a terrible person to live close to.

I was wrong!

The tenants next door play loud music all night long. Starts around early evening and goes until 6:30am. Not to mention how loud they talk. I can hear everything like the walls were made of paper.

I have to wait until the long weekend is over before I can go and complain to the landlady. She won't be around until then.

I was only lucky that I had graveyard shifts all week. Otherwise, I would have been a mess at work.

I don't care if I'm a killjoy! I value sleep. I could really do with the headaches too.

Whether people want to get married or not, it doesn't matter to me. It's their love life, let them live how they want.

I'm attending my cousin's (Daddy's side.) wedding. The bride and groom make a cute couple! But it will take me awhile to get use to the idea of "Robin and Chris are married".

I mention this to my other cousin (Mommy's side.) while she insisted I let her put makeup on me. (I refused.)

She declared that marriage was unnesscary, that nobody should need a piece of paper to show the bond between them, and that weddings were a complete waste of time and money.

Now, she has the right to her own opinion, but when I brought up the point that a large majority of poeple want to go through with marriage, she didn't understand why people would want to.

I stopped there. It was no use carrying on the conversation. Besides, I didn't start it to debate. I started it to make small talk.

On the way to my cousin's place, I spotted something that made me scream like a little girl!

In the next lane were two lamborginis! One yellow! One red!

(Heh. I girl can dream can she not?)

I've already seen camaro Bumblebee in a hotel parking back in 2008. Who shall I see next?

Hmm...I wanna see Wheeljack...^~^

It's almost 5am and I've just returned home from the Pow Wow. Fun!

My fav dances have to be Women's Fancy Dance, Men's Fancy Dance, Men's Grass Dance, and Men's Traditional Dance. I got to see them all tonight. And I mean ALL the dances!

I've pulled out my extra blanket to caccoon into. My fingers and knees are cold.

Worst idea ever tonight: eating a Raspberry Snowcone. So freakin' cold!

Just a side note; when I was a wee girl, I danced Girl's Jiggle Dance. I was probably 9 when I stopped dancing. I don't know why.

I'm on days off from the casino, but I have to keep my days a little free. As a casual, they can call me in at anytime. Or I can call them and see if there are any open shifts.

This disturbs my dad. He's asked me why I got a job at the casino if this is the way they treat their employees. That's what a casual does! I swear I've explained how the casual shifts go at least 6 times in the past 2 days.

My mom is a little better. But she wants me to call into work at least twice a day. Once a day enough. -_-

My former Pizza-Boss has asked me to come back and work for her again. I don't want to go back to the Pizza-Job! I earn the more working 5 shifts at the casino than I did working 10 days at the Pizza-Job.

Unfortunately, my new bigger paycheck is attracting...people. Hell with them! I can finally pay off my loan and credit cards! Plus I need to save up so I can go apartment hunting.

I may sound selfish, but I think I'm getting tired of looking after other people.

I'm 22 and trying to move away from home. I can't play your mommy money bank anymore!

I'm finished my first day in the casino. A lot easier than I thought it would be. A lot more fun too.

People of different departments like to harass each other with jokes and stories. The slot techs are the cages' main source of entertainment and vice versa.

I accidently left my lunch leftovers in the fridge at work. That thing was jammed full of lunch bags. A few more lunches and it would be a booby trap for any person who opens it.

Right now, I rate the job as 6.5 out of 10. It's an interesting job, but there's room for improvement.

I'm now an offical employee of the casino. After two days of registration, getting passwords/pin codes, and reveiwing the manuals and handbooks, my training will begin tomorrow.

For the next week I will work the graveyard shifts. This will be a BIG change for me.

7:00pm-5:00am / 3:00pm-1:00am / 5:30pm-3:30am

I've met and chatted with my trainer. Nice guy. He was very helpful and had lots of advice.

Heh. My manager decided while we were getting registered, that he would tell his herotic tale of how he started off in our job position and now he is at the top. We all got the moral of the story. Hard work pays off.

I've awoken again with Jude hogging my bed. I don't know how she does it! She's a small dog! How does she manage to push a human of my size over to the edge of the mattress?

But I must admit, she is cute nuzzling my ankles with her nose.

Jude's lucky she's cute or I'd shove her off the bed. (Not really. I'm too much of an animal lover to do something that mean.)

Speaking of cute animals, I got to see my old co-worker's shitzu puppies again. The little male is named Cujo because he looks like a teeny, weeny Saint Bernard.

Also, my mom and I have found a nice farm home for our beagle, Lexie. She deserves to run around, not stay cooped up in the house for days. We can't leave her alone outside, every dog in the area, Jude included, tries to hump her every time. X(

Thrusday at 9am I start my job training. Still a little nervous, but things seemed cool today when I met my new co-workers and manager.

My uniform for the job: blue button-up shirt, black slacks, black socks, and black dress shoes.

Two shirts and pants were provided to us. My co-workers and I were told we had to go downtown to B&D's Men's Wear to get fitted for our uniform. My pants have to be altered because of my short legs.

Had to go buy dress shoes. Socks are not a worry. I have a mountain of black socks at home!

Now all I have to worry about is my hair. I have no clue about hair styles! I don't even know how to use a bobby pin!

I've just tied my hair back in a ponytail since Grade 8. Quick and easy. Now my younger sisters' are going to teach me about hair.

*sigh* Tired. I'm going to listen to Charley Pride.

1 hour and 5 minutes to go.

I finished my last shift at the pizza place this morning and I'm almost finished my last shift at the movie place.

Then...FREEDOM! (Until I'm called into my new job.)

This is exciting!

What a memory!

My Daddy-Dearest played my knight in shining armor. He used his semi to pull me out of a muddy ditch. I went in while I was on my way to pick him up for his Father's Day dinner outing.

THIS IS WHY I HATE THE MUD!!!!

He laughed at how shaken I was. I laughed too.

My Daddy-Dearest's birthday and Father's Day are so close together.

Not long after the dust settles from his B-Day, Father's Day pops up.

Upping the party of what feels like a hundred family members is a very hard task. If it was a couple months apart, then the BBQ party wouldn't be so fresh in his mind. A card and free food or a small gift would plenty by his standards.

Thankfully he's willing to take my offer of going to out to eat for dinner.

It's hard to shop for that man.

The movie threater may be a 1 hour drive from my small town/country home, but I'd be more then happy to stand in line for the midnight showing on Transformers 2 on the 23rd!!

However, I made plans months ago with my cousin Terri that we would stand in line together for as many hours as it would take to get inside. She lives in the opposite direction by 3 hours. I stood in line for 2 hours for the 2007 Transformers movie, but in a much smaller city.

Funny thing is, Terri decided she'd tell me only a few days ago that advance tickets for Transformers 2 have been on sale for 2 WEEKS where she lives!!

AH!! It didn't occure to her until then to tell this bit of info? She's just as big a Transformer fan as I am. But, I think it's mainly for Starscream.

I begged her to go and get those ticket. She agreed.

I'm going to see the movie~!!

I've been drinking only water, iced tea and milk for so long that my tummy now acts up I try drink pop.

As a kid I could drink so many cans of pop and nothing, except burps.

I miss thee carbonated beverages!

Oh well, I'll just drink a bottle of Brisk Iced Tea. :3

The power outage season has arrive! The time of heavy winds, heavy rain, and lots of lightening and thunder! WEEE!!

Lightening and thunder makes me giddy. I love the smell of rain!

What I hate about the whole experience is the mud afterwards. I just plain hate the mud. It's messy and muddy grid roads are not fun.

Heh. I've stock up on emergency candles and matches for power out season. We'll be needing them. A lot.

That doesn't stop my dad from making his own pack (includes EM candles, matches, glow sticks, flashlight, & extra batteries) which he stuffs into my room. How nice.

As troublesome as it shows, everyone sitting around in the candlelight is soothing. Nice family time!

Jude gets her shots today. I wonder if she'll remember the Vet. It's been 1 year since she's seen Doc Miles.

Funny how Jude doesn't even acknowledge that there's a needle peircing her skin, but acts like it's the most horrible experience when the Doc gives her dewormer.

The opposite happen with our other doggy, Lexie.

Cries like hell while she gets the shot, but thinks the jar of dewormer is candy. The Doc and nurses laughed and grabbed the jar away.

Doc Miles just loves Lexie. Even asked if we bred her with another Beagle (Doc has a friend that owns a beagle) if he can have/buy one of the puppies.

I personally think that Jude's the cuter one. Shitzu/Terrior mix breed. But Lexie is the one who roll over 7 times in a row for a trest.

It's done. I got my new job and I'm leaving old two behind.

Today I sat behind a desk for 2 1/2 hours filling out form after form for my new job.

My title is Cage Cashier. Although one of the mangers told me that my job is more like a Bank Attendent.

Now I just have to wait 2-6 weeks for my Tags/worker's ID to arrive and I'll begin my training.

I personally hope it takes 4 weeks. I leave my current jobs in 2 weeks and I would like time to rest. Only problem is I wouldn't know what to do with myself... :(

Just 2 more days and my Pizza-Boss is back. She's gone down to the States to pick up her kids. She gets them over the summer. Good kids.

Pizza-Boss' husband proves to be useless around thr shop. LL and I have taken charge and it is exhausting.

I don't know if I can take another 10 hour day. My feet are sore and my back aches. I was lucky that I got to go to my tragic interview yesterday.

Taking orders, making the food, cleaning the place, keeping shelves and coolers stocked, & handling all the deliveries. I'm a waitress, I can't handle all this!

It wasn't pleasent when I had to explain to the Pizza-Boss' husband that I had to run uptown to the drug store to buy "female supplies." Pizza-Boss would have just let me go... :(

Well....I think that job is now a little out of reach.

What a great time for PMS. I was heavily emotional. I was so nervous I was shaking on the spot. What joy. :(

The written part of the interview was simple. I calmed down here because I was a seperate room.

Well, I better pull out my applicaton for Wal-Mart.

I need sleep. My interview is only a few hours away. :(

My outfit is picked out. Zit on my forehead has cleared. Alarm clock is set. Everything is go!

The dog is hogging my bed! Get off Jude! Or at least push over...!

My mom said she would tag along. Good thing. I don't know if I can drive like this.

I did research on the job in case they ask me anything involving the business. I can at least make myself sound a little smarter. :3